Chapter Twenty
Peggy Wilson approached her destination—Burleson Park in Gila Bend, Arizona. She rode a twenty-five-year-old Honda motorcycle built in the year 2081. Coincidently, that was the same year that Peggy had been born. While non-autonomous vehicles were still legal, they were less and less common. She knew that anyone seeing her bike would notice that it was under manual control, and that could stand out. While being noticed on this trip was undesirable, it was far less of a concern than the idea of a log from an autonomous car being able to track this trip.
Peggy was a slightly shorter than the average woman, with long brown hair and a bubbly personality. She was independent and always tried to get the most out of life. This trip was the fourth one she’d made to meet her contac
